A row of magnificent, and even then venerable, elms threw their broad arms over this pleasant spot. “Your father is in the study and wishes to speak to you. “Mr. Fortescue had not much ability to keep her sister, and a little while after her mother’s death Ann Veronica met Gwen suddenly on the staircase coming from her father’s study, shockingly dingy in dusty mourning and tearful and resentful, and after that Gwen receded from the Morningside Park world, and not even the begging letters and distressful communications that her father and aunt received, but only a vague intimation of dreadfulness, a leakage of incidental comment, flashes of paternal anger at “that blackguard,” came to Ann Veronica’s ears. She lingered over donning her winter coat, buttoning each toggle and placket, double knotting her long scarf. "To be plain, then," said Winifred, "he has asked me whether I have any objection to you as a mother. That is what stands between us, if you would know—that. Ramage controlled his expression and thought very quickly. You will never be happy with this hanging over you.
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